Yeah, some say I got the hood sanitized
They only scandalized, they ain’t never seen Hispanic guys
Without smackin’ their wives or packin’ knives,
Or havin’ real lives. I went online just to analyze

The rate of crime up in Washington Heights?
Yo the crime rate’s twice as high on the Upper East Side
[No!] Yeah! That shit was astoundin’ to me. I ain’t
Never seen no slangin’ or bangin’ in Woody Allen movies

Do me a favor, set the beef to the side
Is it alright for me to rep my people with pride?
Kids to see Latinos in a positive light?
For tourists to ride up to Washington Heights
Without lockin’ they car doors tight? Maybe buyin’

A piragua from the guy, you know, the man on the side of
Riverside Drive, and seein’ life through his eyes, he’s just
Like you and I, he’s just tryin’ to get by, he’s just
Tryin’ to move up and out and get in here

A = Aftercare Nana says it takes a special kind of guy to like cats, and for cats to like them, so Luhan has to be the sweetest human alive cuz cats can tell youre a shit human being so Luhan is pretty being absolutely sure you’re okay afterwards, especially with his…uhem…kinks and such…aftercare is extremely important. He’s one that after a shower, he insists on a massage, knowing your muscles have been tense and stretched, so they need to be relaxed again, and uses the sweetest smelling lotion and oils he can find to do so.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Have you ever taken a good look at Luhan’s hands? They’re beautiful. And they do some beautiful damage too, and Luhan knows that. He’s fond of teasing, especially just when you’re chilling around the house together and suddenly his hand is down your pants. He enjoys being able to have you begging for him just from his fingers alone, it gives him somewhat of a power trip. The same goes for your hands, or if we want to get specific, your nails. He likes you marking him, to an extent. His favorites to find the morning after are scratches on his shoulders from you holding on for deal like, or the crescents pressed into his shoulder blades, followed by faint pink lines down his back.

C = Cum Being a past roommate with Xiumin, and being a bit of a germaphobe, I don’t see Luhan being very messy when he cums. 99% of the time it’s in a condom #WrapItBeforeYouTapItKids and the few off times you don’t, it’s because you’re having shower sex and it’s easily cleaned up.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) Seeing as he has free liberty to have you pretty much anywhere in the house, he’s often fantasizes about public sex. Just fantasized though, he doesn’t like the idea of getting caught with his pants down and going to jail for indecent exposure..

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)Lmao the way he was almost offended when the MC asked if he’s kissed a girl before then almost shat himself over not knowing if he was allowed to say yes Luhan’s one of the oldest boys, and was nearing college when he was picked up, so he was pretty much a grown man by the time he entered SM, I’m inclined to believe he’s at done it at least once, aside that, between being taught dance moves, his goddamn sinful tongue, and an internet connection, Luhan is pretty educated in the idea of sex, don’t you worry about that.

F = Favorite position He does enjoy playing with different positions, but one of his favorites is kinda weird and specific. Morning sex is almost a constant for you two, if it’s past 10 am and y’all haven’t done the do, everything’s behind schedule and it’s certain you’re late for something. Breakfast is always the first step in the morning, and that always gets interrupted by Luhan appearing behind you, and suddenly you’re bent over and one leg is propped up on the counter top, and he’s going at it from behind. Anything from behind tends to be on his favorites list, but that’s really high on the list.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)Luhan is freaking funny, I adore him, he’s a dork. A true meme. But in the bedroom, he’s pretty focused and serious, especially when it’s playing into the games of dom/sub, he’s pretty intense and in the zone, no time for fooling around. Some nights are off the norm, and he is very loving and giggly and you’re just having a fun roll around the sheets, but typically he’s more serious.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)Luhan’s letting more go, and I kind of like it. For a little bit, we saw him having a lil smidge of a mustache coming through, I think he doesn’t shave as often as when he was in EXO, add that to the fact he got cats instead of a girlfriend…..so even the girlfriend point of ‘boy shave ya damn dick hair’ isn’t there. I don’t think he’s that groomed, I think he does it occasionally, but not very often.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) I do think Luhan would be one of the more romantic and PDA-ish partners in EXO, but he’d show his romance in your non-sexual relationship. When you’re having sex, he’s not very romantic, sure he tells you he loves how and the lovely sweet nothings, but that’s all while he’s got you restrained and bit and pounding you with everything he’s got so….

J = Jack Off (Masturbation) While you’re normally around to uh…deal with the harder things in life…Luhan doesn’t hold back the need. He’s not quiet during sex, but he’s a pretty silent masturbator. No ones really around, but if there was, no one would be able to hear him, plus he doesn’t stretch it out. If the need comes that he has to jerk off, he’s getting it over with so he can go on with his day.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)We all make the jokes, yeah Luhan’s really pretty haha he’s like a girl hehahe he’s so submissive bla nah bish I think he’s pretty dominant. Not like a DOM dominant, but he’s not a sub by any means. He likes being in control, which is pretty much the reason he favors the set of silk scarves he was given, so he can tie you up with the cool fabric and have you completely at his mercy. ‘My name isn’t Luhan anymore It’s Sir remember that’ b y e shut up liz

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do) Because he’s alone and has free reign, he likes using the house to it’s full advantage. Not a room in the house exists he hasn’t fucked you in, but his favorite is the kitchen. Especially during the summer. He loves how the counter top is just the right height to bend you over, and have you on edge from the cool surface, and have access to one of his favorite ‘toys’; ice cubes.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) It’s not hard to get Luhan turned on, it’s really quite easy. Literally, all you have to do is call him Sir. It’s kind of a joke that stemmed from a night of role playing, that you tease him by calling him Sir during random, innocent activities throughout the day. But the whole situation turns Luhan on more than one can imagine, it’s his weakness, use it wisely.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anything degrading, directed towards you or him, isn’t flying in his book. He’s spent enough time being called a girl, told that he looks like a girl, etc, he doesn’t like the feeling of being talked down to and he certainly isn’t going to call you a bitch or slut or the likes for anything.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

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P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Boy really likes to pop his dick….smh Knowing Luhan, he’s kind of a mix, it’s a flip of a coin each time you guys enter the bedroom, it goes either way. He’s a fan of switching it, especially during the same round, he’ll start pretty fast and his thrusts are hard and precise, and just to draw it out and tease you more, he’ll suddenly slow his pace till he’s practically just grinding on you instead of thrusting.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) As he doesn’t have an as intense schedule as he did as an EXO member, quickies aren’t necessarily used as a means due to him having little time to spend with you. That being said, he does enjoy a good quickie, especially in the morning. When you’re having a show and he offers to ‘wash your hair’, which we all know is a trick. Quickies are pretty frequent in your relationship, because they’ve been added to be part of the ‘morning routine’.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) Since he’s not in EXO anymore, a lot of the risks with sex with the members is lost. You don’t have to really worry about locked doors, or someone walking in on you, getting caught.You literally have all the freedom in the world(inside that is) and Luhan enjoys taking advantage of that. He does like to experiment, almost every time you have sex, he’s found something new that ‘looked alright, wanna try it?’. He’s pretty open with sex with you, so most things are game to be toyed with with him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)Luhan’s getting into being an old man lmao as if mid 20s is old shut up liz so I think his stamina is leveled out, he’s not as wild as a teenage boy anymore. Sex with his is pretty average in the sense of time length, actual sex lasting between 5-8 minutes, that could be stretched to 10 mins if extensive foreplay was cut down, and one round is usually it without a tap out nap in between. But let Luhan sleep, and he can get right back into it with no issue.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)Nana says he’s lowkey kinda kinky, and Nana knows best soooooo. He’s got a few toys, not a very big collection, mostly just things to restrain you i.e. handcuffs, ropes, a few silk scarfs. etc.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)He’s a fair amount of a tease. Luhan teases a lot, it’s one of his favorite things to do, to make you squirm and beg for him to just fuck you already. But he doesn’t hold back on you that much. As much as he loves toying with you, he loves nothing more than that moment when he can finally have free reign to thrust you into next week.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)Luhan has one of the most beautiful voices, and he was the vocalist, so lord knows he has a good set of pipes on him. He’s very vocal in the sense that he’s a babbler, it’s almost impossible for him to shut his mouth during sex, he’s constantly spewing talk of your body and how good you feel around him. But plus side, he doesn’t live in a dorm sooooo be as loud as you want ;)

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)Everyone with pets, especially cats that you can’t exactly….tell to do something, knows how weird it is when it comes to sex and suddenly you realize there’s an extra pair of eyes in the room, watching you. The first time that happened, you’re in the middle of sex and Luhan is just going at it, and just out the corner of his eye he spotted one of his ‘children’ move, and flipped the fuck out. Sex was immediately shut down, and he was babbling about ‘ruining the innocence’ of the fur ball. No matter how many times you explained that it’s a cat, it doesn’t know what’s going on, he still insisted on checking the room before having sex every time.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)Me: “Nana, what you think Lulu’s dinky do looks like?”Nana: “Shorty, he done said he’s got the good good, he’s got the good good. He’s too pretty, that God had to give him a big one to make up for it, yeah he’s got some good german sausage under them pants. Lulu…boy hangs low, I know that. I know that.” b y e

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) With how many damn songs he got talkin bout his dick, you can’t convince me that good good ain’t on his mind 24/7. Luhan has a pretty high sex drive, but it’s not unbearable, he can certainly control his urges. “i was lonely so i got a cat” bitch why didnt you get a gf tf So you don’t really have to worry about him being a dog humping your leg every second you’re together, but he’s definitely ready to go at a moments notice, just let him know~

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)I imagine Luhan is a cat type of person, he sleeps easily and almost anywhere, he can and will pass the fuck out. Once sex is over and aftercare has been dealt with, he’s ready to curl up on bed and go to sleep or at least have a nap, he needs some shut eye to regain some strength. Night Lulu.

When painting historical scenes, Charles Boom favored sixteenth century settings. Yet his genre paintings, for which he was also known, depict subjects closer to his own time. This painting, showing Boom’s fellow artists practicing from plaster casts, may have been influenced by his days as an art student and, later, as a teacher at the Anvers Academy.

brief summary: the reader grew up with Archie and the gang and when he stopped talking to Jughead he left the reader behind too. She doesn’t take it as well as Jughead. Maybe a part two if you want.

Warnings: cussing and slight angst!

word count: 491

A/N this is my first ever fanfic so let me know if you see any mistakes or wanna make any suggestions/critics. you can request anytime! I’ll try to post everyday! i hope you enjoy.

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You’re were walking down the hallway with your head down and earbuds in. Not paying attention to the world around as you walked through the hallways. Your only friend Jughead Jones was back talking to his teacher about a grade she gave him on a paper so it was the one time he wasn’t with you. You were lost in song when suddenly you ran into a hard surface.

“Watch where you’re going will ya!” you snap up turning to look at who bumped in and rolled your eyes when you noticed the one and only Reggie Mantle.

“Sorry hot stuff guess I need to pay more attention,” he smirked.

“Do everyone that favor and you’ll be set for life,” you turn you walk away when he stops you again.

“Listen what do you say I take you out sometime? Huh? I can pay attention to you and all your-”

“Mantle leave the poor girl alone”

You notice your former ginger best friend walk up and pat Reggie’s shoulder. Reggie shrugs and winks at you “I’ll see you later.”

You roll your eyes once again as he walks away and tuck your hair behind your hair. “Hey y/n are you okay,” the ginger asks. You cough up a sarcastic laugh and look to see if he’s serious. “Oh my god you’re serious aren’t you? You are really asking,” you look at him in disbelief.

“Well yeah you were my best-” you cut him off. “See i’m gonna stop you right there Archie. I WAS your best friend and you know who else was? Juggie. We all were three peas in a pod but once high school started you couldn’t be bother with us.” Archie shakes his head “No! It’s not like that!”

“Then what is it Archie? Why did you disappear into fucking thin air?” you ask waiting for his answer, but all he does is sigh. “I guess i just got busy,” he looks down. “Busy huh,” the tears form in your eyes, “See, I couldn’t imagine being busy enough to lose you and Juggie.” Just then your raven haired friend comes walking down the hallway. “God where on Earth do these teachers get their degrees? I just wanna know cause that paper was worth way more than a B,” he cuts himself off when he notices the tension, “woah, what’s going on here?” “Nothing, Archie was just leaving”

“Y/N I’m-” “you were just leaving” you snap cutting him off. He looks at Jughead who gives him an look “Just go Andrews. We can sit down and talk later” he compromises with everyone. Archie sighs and walks away. He’s heartbroken he hurt you that was never his intention. He thought you’d be okay with Jughead.

You lean into Jughead and sigh letting a couple tears fall. “I think we could go for some pops,” Jughead suggest rubbing your back. You chuckle softly and agree. “Alright Jug let’s go.”

This is a new short series I’m starting based on an idea from @waynscastle thank you for this marvelous idea <3 They’re going to be short because it’s all about speed dating and I might end it with a longer story where the reader picks one of the guys and goes on an actual date. I’m not sure yet but anyway, enjoy speed dating with wrestlers lol. I have three guys already planned but I need five more to do so if you have someone you want to see in this, let me know.

me: yoshikage kira is such an incredible villain. i don’t think there’s a villain araki has written that i don’t appreciate in one way or another, but the way kira is written is top notch. his threatening nature is in precisely how everyday the rest of his persona is when he’s not killing people. he makes corny jokes, he laments bad days and celebrates good ones. he goes to work, he has a nightly ritual before bed, and he’s a remorseless, sly serial killer who only got caught through sheer coincidence. he is absolutely terrifying in how average he is, how likeable he can be, how ordinary, how human. in comparison to the more supernaturally and more theatrically over-the-top villains of previous and later parts, his subtlety works in his favor, setting him apart while giving him his own very believable brand of horror. for a slice of life part like part 4, there could be no greater adversary. thank you araki so much for this.

NAMJOON- Life as a flight attendant could be pretty exhausting. You were constantly dealing with irritable passengers and long hours stuck trailing up and down the aisles in the cramped plane. It didn’t help that the dress code required you to be in heels and a uniform that did nothing to relax your posture. Your face was also so heavy in overly colorful makeup, you couldn’t wait to get home and wipe it all of and put on some sweatpants.

Currently, you were bending over the small space between to rows of seats in an effort to capture the empty soda cans the most recent passengers left behind. You really couldn’t understand why they felt the need to shove it into the seats. Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to be met with a fellow co-worker of yours.

“Hey (Y/n), Ally got sick last minute so do you mind taking her spot up in first class for the next flight?” Inwardly, you groaned. First class passengers were the worst. They were just so entitled and saw flight attendants as personal slaves. You were half way done with declining the offer when you suddenly stopped. Ally had worked your shift that one time you had a family emergency on that flight to Germany. You guessed it was time to repay the favor.

The next set of passengers were way less rowdier than ones on the last flight. For that, you silently thanked god. However, now was the time you were dreading. It has been 15 minutes since take off, and now officially time to go out and offer drinks and snacks. You dreaded dragging that huge cart around to serve arrogant rich people.

You had just begun going down the aisles when you heard a loud boom at the end of your cart. You gasped. Uh-oh. your worst fear came true, you hit someone with the cart. Scared at being yelled at, you ran up to the person who you hit. He was currently rubbing the back of his head, telling you he probably poked his head out at the same time you were pushing the heavy cart forward. To add insult to injury, you spotted a huge stain on his shirt. Great, you even spilled a drink on him too.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You said while padding away at the mess that was on his shirt.

“Oh, it’s okay. I’m kinda clumsy t-” Suddenly he cut off as he stared up at you. Prepared to get chewed out in front of everyone, you rushed to explain yourself.

“I’m sorry, I swear I didn’t see you. If it helps I can offer you anything from this menu for free.” You looked up from the huge stain, to see him staring at you.

You noticed that he was quite handsome however his eyes looked glossy as his overall expression became dazed. Then, you heard him whisper in that deep voice of his, “So pretty.”

JIN- The brisk spring air hit your body in a rush as you sped down the street. To your calculations, all you had was two more houses to go and then your shift would be done. And just in time for your favorite K-drama too!

Being a student was hard. Although you loved focusing all your attention to getting your degree in health in order to help people, bills were pilling up and you could only apply for so much financial aid. Eventually you got off the couch and applied for some part time jobs. Although it was annoying to have to begin work right after you get off class, the running electricity and food in your fridge thanked you.

Eventually you reached you destination, and got off your bike. You took off your helmet and switched it for the box of steaming chicken. Quickly, you took out your phone and double checked the address. You were at the right place.

As you stalked up the the home, you couldn’t help but notice how big it was. Perhaps today was your lucky day and you would actually be delivering some chicken to a celebrity. You chuckled at the thought.

You rang the doorbell and patiently waited. It took only a few moments for the door to open to reveal a very tall, broad-shouldered and angel-faced man. He didn’t spare you a look and instead dug around in his pockets for his wallet.

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you realized he looked oddly familiar. You could’ve sworn that you saw him on television or something. But, you decided to leave it as he probably wouldn’t like being asked about his social status.

“How much do I owe you?” he asked quietly.

“14.50 please.” you answered shortly.

Out of nowhere, you heard a fast intake of breath. Concerned, you looked up to find he had dropped his wallet and was staring at you with his jaw dropped.

“Sir, are you okay?”

He just continued staring at you as though he had never seen a girl before. it took him 15 minutes to fork over the money and let you leave.

Three weeks later, Jin would still call up the chicken place demanding that YOU deliver.

Yoongi- So you weren’t the smartest. You weren’t the prettiest. And you weren’t necessarily charming at all. But there was something you were extremely passionate about…and that was music.

You were a college dropout and a starving artist. Although you weren’t making your parents extremely proud, you were living life the way you wanted to and focused all of your attention on music.

Music helped you through so much in life, you dedicated your life to it. However, the world wasn’t as understanding as you wished it to be. This explained why you were playing your violin at the city corner playing for tips in hopes of paying your rent on time.

Some kind people watched for a while and dropped a few crumpled ones into your jar. But other than that, people continued to pass you, too caught up in their lives to care about yours.

Unknown to you, a man who was sitting on a bench nearby couldn’t help but notice the interesting tune that was floating through the city. As he sipped on his coffee, his eyes began to search for the source of such a gorgeous sound. Like a moth to flame, his sight landed on yours as you continued to play your violin.

He almost choked on his drink when he saw you. For a few minutes he continued to stare, wondering if he was dreaming or not.

Subtly, he passed by your jar just to quietly deposit a $50 dollar tip.

In the next few days, you couldn’t help but notice that your tips got higher. For some reason, you always ended up with at least one 50 dollar bill. You thought about this on the bus ride over to your usual city spot. Perhaps your music just go better? The thought made you smile.

You had only been at you spot for 5 minutes when rain suddenly began pouring down on you and your violin. your groaned loudly as you witnessed potential tippers run off to nearby shops for protection from the weather. You were about ready to head off home, when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see a man whom you’ve never seen before.

All he did was smirk and ask, “You know after all those fifty dollar bills, I think I at least deserve your company for getting coffee.”

The tight line of Dan’s mouth and the tension in his jaw spoke volumes to someone who knew him as well as Phil did. Something was bothering him. Maybe he’d gotten a call from his dad. Maybe he’d read some political article linked on Facebook. But no matter what it was, after this many years, Phil also knew him well enough to be certain that if he asked what was wrong at this stage, Dan would dismiss it with an obviously false, “Nothing.”

“Cuddle?” Phil asked in a wheedling tone.

Dan sighed heavily, as if Phil was asking for some humongous favor, but obligingly set his laptop on the coffee table and let Phil enfold him into his arms, let Phil pull him down until they were spooning, let Phil swing a leg over his, let himself be wrapped in lanky limbs until he was surrounded by Phil’s warmth on the sofa, Phil’s soft breath teasing the hair on the back of his head.

They lay there quietly for a long minute, then Phil started humming Interrupted by Fireworks. Dan let him go on for a bit before interrupting to laugh, “You know that’s barely recognizable, you’re so out of tune.” Phil giggled, unoffended.

They lay in silence again for a while before Phil said, “Remember Dewey the koala?”

The tension in Dan’s body abated a bit as he let out an “Awwww” just remembering. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever smelled!”

“Me too!”

A minute passed.

“And remember when I single-handedly saved the entire panda race with my one powerful wish in Japan?”

Dan was very, very, excruciatingly slowly relaxing within Phil’s embrace. Like a glacier of tension melting over the course of centuries. “I know what you’re doing,” he groused quietly.

Phil gave him a whole-body squeeze and asked, “Is it working?”

“Maybe,” Dan admitted sulkily.

Phil kissed the back of his head, then waited an appropriate amount of time before asking, “Remember when you walked all over Hong Kong trying to catch a Farfetch’d? After I caught one in the hotel room?”

Dan growled and swatted at Phil’s arm playfully. “You know, I may actually play Pokémon Go one last time when we’re there again in April, just to catch that damn thing. I don’t think I can live with the ignominy of that particular defeat for the rest of my life.”

His body was now soft and pliant in Phil’s grasp, and they lay together for a long time without talking. Phil knew that if it was important, Dan would talk to him about whatever was bothering him when he was ready. And if it wasn’t important, then an aggressive cuddle might just banish it entirely.

Knowing and loving someone this well was a gift, and he never took it for granted. He kissed the back of Dan’s head again, very softly and gently, and just held him close.

This short one-shot was inspired by this picture drawn by Hiro Mashima. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.

Summary: A bad date and a poker game later, Lucy finds herself in the arms of a fiery dragon slayer. Will their passion get the better of them? Or will they end up challenging each other because they’re two stubborn wizards?

Lucy opened the door to her apartment. She was mentally exhausted. Yet another one of her dates went awful. There wasn’t exactly anything wrong with him like the others, he just didn’t catch her interest. None of them seemed to be able to do that…

After a long soak in her bath she was feeling a little more refreshed, but she still couldn’t shake the thought that she would never find the right guy. It didn’t make sense to her. She’d been trying to date for the better part of six months now, and never had she made it past the first date.

She’d shared a few kisses with them, but that was it. It never made it past a rare goodnight kiss at the door, then she would never see them again. She didn’t think it was fair to waste her time or theirs. She didn’t want to say she was one of those people who believed that they should feel fireworks explode when they have their first kiss, but she couldn’t deny that her bar was set pretty high. So far no guy had made her knees weak or made her see stars.

Lucy sighed, wondering if she was just not meant to be with someone. In nothing but a towel, she strolled over to her closet, her feet barely lifting from the floor as she walked. She pulled out a simple tank top and white mini skirt, knowing they would be comfy since the weather had started to warm up. She didn’t think she’d be leaving her home again today anyway, so there was no point in worrying about her wardrobe.

Lucy was about to walk over to her desk to start writing, but a loud and cheery voice startled her.

“Hey Lucy!”

Said girl flinched, letting out an ‘eep’ as she whirled around to see the pink haired fire dragon slayer sitting on her living room floor. “Natsu! What the hell are you doing here?!”

Natsu raised a brow. “I came to hang out with you!” He said as if it were obvious, because to him, it was. He always loved spending time with her. “I didn’t see you at the guild this morning.”

“That’s because I was out on a date,” Lucy turned, not catching the way Natsu’s eye twitched when she said ‘date’. “Where’s Happy? I swear if he’s raiding my fridge again I’ll-”

“Happy’s not here,” Natsu answered, his tone a little dejected.

Lucy easily picked up on his mood change. “What’s wrong with you?” She asked, forgetting she was in nothing but a towel.

Fire is often thought of as the most volatile and
destructive elements, suited to violence and rage. However, even such an
energetic element works best from a position of understanding and wisdom.

Former crown prince of the fire nation, a retired general,
and uncle of Prince Zuko, Iroh rejected the violence and lack of enlightenment
shared by the majority of his people, particularly his family. Studying the
version of fire bending taught by the sun tribe, as well as various other
bending techniques, he sought to understand all four elements and their role in
the world, all the while seeking to aid those in need and negate the evils of
his brother somewhat from within.

Thanks to his understanding and wisdom, Iroh was arguably
one of the mightiest firebenders of the age, and in theory might have been able
to defeat his evil brother if Aang the Avatar did not. Regardless, he was one
of the most instrumental mentors that Aang and Zuko ever had, lending them both
his wisdom.

Though human on the show, the real important thing to
remember is that Iroh is definitely in the elderly age category.

The class I would recommend for his build is the very poster
child of benders in pathfinder: the kineticist, specifically a pyrokineticist
with a minor in air to grant lightning as an element. Iroh would definitely
focus on fire, however, taking many techniques to help shape and control both
his flame and lightning, diversifying into those that blend elements from other
sources, such as defense, which is rarely seen in most fire benders in the
avatar setting. He should definitely take the fan of flames at least,
demonstrating Iroh’s signature flaming breath attack, though torrent and
explosion are also good. Overall the build should consist of a mix of blasting
and control, picking utility talents based on manipulating flame.

Iroh is also an excellent hand to hand combatant, so in
addition to feats playing off his ranged attacks, also consider adding Improved
Unarmed Strike and other appropriate feats.

The wise old man doesn’t carry much in the way of equipment,
relying on his powers in combat. However, I imagine that a wise old kindly man
such as himself would favor a tea set, various books useful for referencing
information, and the like.

Of course, there are a few other ways to build Iroh, such as
going for a more authentic bender experience by taking the elemental purist
archetype, to make for a kineticist that can only ever bend one element. Though
this does mean he loses out on lightning, it could easily be replaced by
plasma, and the ability to take any wild talent regardless of prerequisites
does emulate learning from other styles quite nicely. Alternately, a less
spectacular build might be a pyromancer mage, or a monk focused on fiery
elemental fists.

If you’re interested in an older, more experienced
kineticist, you could easily strip the lore away and have a great stand-alone
build!

Namjoon sat quietly in his office, shut off from the world as he gazed over the city skyline. The sun began to sink and was draining the sky of it’s light blue in favor of setting the clouds on fire with reds, pinks, yellows and oranges. His furniture cast long shadows on the floor that he turned away from, his chair remaining towards the wall of windows. He was being very, very patient as of late. He had to be with this sort of thing, or else he’d see it crumbling around him before he even got a chance to begin. Seconds had turned to minutes, and minutes had turned to hours, but he continued to sit and wait. He passed time by signing papers and dealing with those particularly stubborn clients that management couldn’t handle alone. Customer service, accident claims and home insurance did definitely eat up a good amount of time, but his eyes were always drifting away from the mess of papers spread across his desk to make sure he wasn’t missing anything.

in the event of getting captured, how do you think each of the paladins go about escaping? and if their attempts are successful?

Would depend way too much on the specifics of the situation and what’s available to them to make generalized statements.

Loosely, I’d expect Pidge and Lance to be the most difficult to keep down because of their tendency towards inquisitiveness and inventive/unorthodox problem solving- the slightest chinks in their surroundings are noted, and, rapidly, exploited. Lance in particular would be a huge pest to the empire unless they put him immediately in solitary confinement because he’s so goshdang affable he’d probably be able to unite the entire prison on a common goal in fairly short order.

Hunk is physically powerful and also highly intelligent and we see in his interaction with Sal that he’s got a pretty impressive force of personality when there’s a situation in his area of expertise.

Shiro has very good attention to small detail and we see him doing things like timing the guards, he also has the most experience with how the prisons work and unless the empire either bodily restrains or removes his prosthetic, we’ve seen him seemingly will his way through some kind of restraining bolt so they could very well underestimate how much it takes to keep that spaceship-chopping arm out of commission.

Allura is incredibly strong, I really wouldn’t put it past Coran to have some terrifying tricks up his sleeve, and both Allura and Keith can get past the biometric locks the empire relies on. Keith is also a heck of a scrappy little guy even unarmed.

Again, though, I’d put the most faith on Pidge, Lance, and probably Hunk on potentially springing themselves in most situations. I think the others would probably need either outside assistance or a situation favorable to their skill set.

honestly, special thanks to @michaelsgavin and @juggey for retweeting ray in ryan’s jacket one day, which lead to me commissioning some art from sami and then writing this. enjoy! it’s my first ragehappy fic, i hope it’s a good one!

hi babe can you possibly write a fic for me if you want?? like a "we need to make out. right now. for science" one with tythan? I don't really mind if you want to slightly change anything it's coll XD LOVE YOU okay ill go now

hi babe can you possibly write a fic for me if you want?? like a “we need to make out. right now. for science” one with tythan? I don’t really mind if you want to slightly change anything it’s coll XD LOVE YOU okay ill go now

Ethan was just enjoying his lunch in the cafeteria like the good child that he was when Tyler the hottest man on Earth Scheid approached him and sat down next to him with his tantalizing smirk.

“Hey, Ethan,” he greeted with the slickest of tones, “I need a favor.”

Ethan set the gaming console he had in his hand off to the side and gave Tyler his attention, in which he proceeded, “you and I? we need to make out. right now. For science, of course.”

Ethan was shocked by this and raised his eyebrows at the other boy. “What makes you think I’d make out with you?”

Why the hell would Ethan ask that question? Funny story, you see, Tyler was the popular boy in school and Ethan kept to himself and when rumor had it Tyler liked him everything has just spun out of control since then. They flirted a lot, but Ethan felt it was just playful. Hell, Tyler even offered to give him rides to and from school since Ethan was always riding on his dismantled bike.

“Well because I made a bet with some guys on the team that making out with a guy is much better than with a girl and they believe otherwise,” Tyler explained.

“Oh, so i’m just a bet. What is this? ‘She’s All That’?” Ethan replied, returning to his game and muting Tyler for a second.

“Oh. c’mon, Eth, throw a dog a bone and just make out with me. It doesn’t have to be about the bet. I just wish I could kiss you without the need for some encouragement.” Tyler whined, sliding closer to Ethan as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder to see what he was playing.

One of the cheerleaders at the table Tyler came from shouted, “YEAH TYLER, GET IT.”

He threw her a glare before paying attention to Ethan again.

“Don’t you have some… elite girl or guy to make out with other than me?” Ethan replied, his own heart aching at the words.

“I’d rather much make out with you instead. And I know you want to make out with me too.”

“Oh really? What makes you say that?” Ethan asked, playing coy for Tyler to try and coax him out of his little cocky ambiance. This proved to trap Ethan once Tyler replied with his big smirk.

“Five minutes with me in the Band Room and I can prove you’ll be interested in more than just Pokemon,” Tyler replied cheekily. Ethan narrowed his eyes with a smile and Tyler’s eyes lit up with happiness.

“Lunch ends in ten,” Ethan stated plainly.

“Let’s make those minutes count,” Tyler replied as they stood up from the empty table and made their way out of the cafeteria where Tyler’s table exploded with shock and catcalls.

BONUS:

“Mr. Scheid and Mr. Nestor, why am I graced with your tardy presence?” their teacher asked as they walked in quietly and sat at their desks far apart from one another.

“I was… doing things…” Tyler said with a smile that only meant mischief.

“I was things…” Ethan mumbled loud enough for people to hear as he straightened his shirt collar.

Everyone let out whistles and giggles as the teacher stared at Ethan before letting out a sigh and returning to her lesson.

Tyler winked at Ethan who just stared at him and stuck out his tongue to express his playful annoyance.